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Skinny was my idol, starving my religion

I found THIS article today and wanted to share some of the things the author wrote. Can you relate?

every idle fantasy begins with the caveat that I am 10, or 20, or 30 pounds lighter than I actually am. You could make an argument that I don't want anything more than I want to be skinny. You would probably be right.

there was a constant sly whisper in my head saying worthless, undisciplined, fat.

Relationships seemed impossible; I couldn't imagine how anyone could ever want me the way I was.

I've met women my age who eat what they want and couldn't care less if they gain two pounds over Christmas, but I am convinced they are the exception, not the rule. The rule is that if you are a woman in America, you want nothing quite so much as you want to be a little smaller. The rule is you are always trying to lose.

It's rough. The fear of being overweight can easily become an obsession. I try to maintain the weight I have been since having my last child. Sometimes I wish I were a 3 again though. I just remind myself a size 5 is nice, especially considering how curvy I am.

Thanks for posting this. I've never struggled with an eating disorder but I have had all of those thoughts before. I am working hard on trying to change that. I am slowly learning to love and accept myself. I still have bad days but they are fewer and farther between. I only had 1 bad day this month. :)

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